I wish I saved up for rainy days cause they're the hardest to be dryI got no self controlI'm always begging into telephonesI bought a little from my brother's friend, well, just to get me byI don't trust his cutThe effect is never as high as the mark-upI think I'll print it in the personals that I'm looking for a matchSomeone to light me up, someone to burn the proof of the things that I've doneEach day there are hours I skip like a stoneI just crawl in a bagI'm gonna live my life like somebody's shadow

I know I'm lazy with the little things, I mean I never held a doorBut I still loved you more than anyone since or beforeYou are always saying that I owe you one, well, let's consolidate this debtGet on a payment plan, I'll pay you compliments, you can still treat me badBut now it's easy, getting easier, to leave you and this town behindI'll do some travelingOnce I'm gone tell all our friends you got evenI'm held like an object and then set asideAnd I'm back on the shelf, I'm locked in the drawerI'm mint in the box, but you would still sell me for cost, wouldn't you?

I'll be anything... the cord of a parachute... the blanket on top of you...The window you are looking through... the cord of a parachute